The patio lights twinkled a welcome, the sun was slanting across the western sky, and the BBQ was warmed up and ready to go....
Children- ten including a few neighborhood drop-ins, ran in and out the back yard gate, shouting greetings and sorting out rules to a game... 
Everything had been prepared in advance, all easy items requiring little or no fussing, and I was able to relax and enjoy the weekend unfolding... One friend made herself at home in my kitchen, sorting through drawers to find what she wanted, as Daddies popped open root beers and handed them around to thirsty kiddos...
Everyone brought their own meat-items for grilling, and JJ had created a fantastic make-shift table for the many side dishes earlier in the day....
As we laughed, relaxed, and visited, I found myself being aware of a deep contentment in my soul...
Only a few weeks ago, I was in the throes of "what now?" as we waited to see if Adrain was going to get a different job transfer within his company once again... and my world was unexpectedly up in the air. As that situation melted away and my heart stopped racing in nervous anticipation, I felt slightly discontented (and at the same time relieved) that we were staying put... again. I'm sure living in a waiting mode for as long as it seems we've lived there, breeds a certain level of discontentment... never knowing if you're up or down, coming or going, you easily find yourself always looking for the next landing spot...
...but as we eased into a long weekend, one where we threw open our doors and our gates, and friends lingered over funny stories... and kids played tag in the dark way after bedtime, it came to me that once more, some big prayers have been answered.
You see, after we settled down and realized "here" is the "now," I fought that discontentment and I asked God to not only show me where I could be content... but show me that He actually had a plan for me.
As the sun filtered through the windows early Saturday morning, and the day was full of promise, I realized I had my answers, stretching out before me...
I sat watching Adrain work on a project for me, and we talked about how everything we'd wanted our house and life to become as we sat by sunset, nineteen years ago discussing the countless possibilities, had unfolded up to a point. It startled me.
I shamelessly admit that I always wanted some kind of magical storybook family life. You know, a big, welcoming house filled with laughter, friends, perfect family and celebrations, kids and dogs running in and out, and open arms for new friends, reconnecting with old ones and somehow in the swirl of all that, my personal dream was that I would find hostessing to be an easy and light task. I'd say that in a way, it felt pretty close to that dream this weekend. With the sun shining, I realized anew just how blessed we were to have a spacious backyard that beckons, BBQ space, and a welcoming house filled with friends.
I looked into the excited eyes of my babies after I told them "Yes, they could sleep on the trampoline all night" and realized this was the dream all along. Here is the contentment, in this small, sweet moment.
The deep kind of contentment that doesn't come from just expressing words, or merely discussing your many blessings with another...
But the kind that sneaks up on you when you realize it was there all along and you were too distracted by the chaos or imperfections of life to see and appreciate it. 
You see, this past week, Adrain and I realized afresh what our mission was. And we were given a great and rare chance to begin something new together- something rewarding. Sure elements of our life aren't perfect. Our house isn't the "perfect" layout. Our yard isn't the "perfect" plan. Our kids don't always behave perfectly. Life is far from magical... but it's good. It's really, really, good and it's incredibly workable if we have the right attitude. 
The little miracles are suddenly popping up everywhere, and Adrain and I were recently given an opportunity to see an alternative plan for our life. It nearly shook me up when I realized how good I've actually had it all along. I spent the last two days seeking that deep contentment out, like a long, lost friend.
The sweet moment when you're driving to your brother's house and your baby girl, not so little anymore, is fast asleep from the wild trampoline sleep over, the night before. Noted, breathed in, and appreciated.
Or the sigh of contentment that comes from the promise of the future. Holding my sweet baby niece just about does me in, in that department. Oh she's precious and I can't wait to get to know her better! Noted, breathed in, and appreciated.
I think it's so easy to miss the deep contentment in life because it's mixed amongst a jumble of chaos and often so hard to find. When I feel in chaos, I can't seem to count any blessings in my heart- I miss them all, and I certainly don't appreciate any of them! And for me, I really do feel like this contentment was here all along, I was just so busy thinking things were going to change that I never let my heart settle down and recognize the countless blessings that brew the tea of contentment.
I feel overwhelmed with gratitude for this life tonight as I tuck in my babies, and sit down in a tranquil moment to spill my heart after a joy-filled weekend.
I can't think of a better way to ring in Memorial day than with the direction of these thoughts. I hope and pray you find a way to count your blessings alongside me and let the wave of deep contentment in an imperfect world, house, or life wash over you.



